the hurricane year died down
my crows flew away
leaving your chewed flesh on the ground
the soil was hungry
and you were the meal
i watched as your pecked body face the deal
"vanish before my eyes"
were the final words to heal
my hanging heart and confuzzled feels
i went to bed and slightly mourned
painlessly crying
i was null and dull
the next morning, i brought a shovel
i thought of exhuming you
but instead i visited the devil
i went to his hell with a bottle of Absinthe
we clunk our glasses together
and drank from it with blithe
we celebrated your absence, we celebrated your death
we celebrated what we carefully worked on
since you and i met
Aug 8, 2014
Aug 8, 2014 at 2:23 AM UTC
the hurricane year died down
my crows flew away
leaving your chewed flesh on the ground
the soil was hungry
and you were the meal
i watched as your pecked body face the deal
"vanish before my eyes"
were the final words to heal
my hanging heart and confuzzled feels
i went to bed and slightly mourned
painlessly crying
i was null and dull
the next morning, i brought a shovel
i thought of exhuming you
but instead i visited the devil
i went to his hell with a bottle of Absinthe
we clunk our glasses together
and drank from it with blithe
we celebrated your absence, we celebrated your death
we celebrated what we carefully worked on
since you and i met
snap out series
03/28/14
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